**Title: "Lioness’s Roar (Gaza Drill)"**
**[Verse 1]**
Concrete cracks where the olive roots twist,
Lioness found refuge in the fists of the oppressed.
Nakba ghosts still scream through the walls,
70 years deep, but the flag never fell.
Sand stained with blood, still they rise from the well,
Generations scorched, but the stories they tell—
*“We ain’t leavin’, this soil’s ours to defend,”*
While the settler’s rifle claims another friend.
**[Chorus]**
Free Palestine, let the martyrs’ chants rise,
From the river to the sea, break the chains, mobilize.
They dropped bombs in the night, turned streets into sand,
But we stand where the lioness chose to make her stand.
Free Palestine… (echo)
**[Verse 2]**
Settler boots kick in doors after dark,
Wipe a family tree, leave graves in the park.
White phosphorus rain, U.S. steel in the sky,
Gaza’s skyline erased, but the why? *“Beachfront property.”*
Corpses pile where the kids used to play,
Tech bros sip cocktails where the martyrs lay.
They call it “conflict” when the truth’s genocide,
Billion-dollar bombs vs. stones thrown with pride.
**[Chorus]**
Free Palestine, let the martyrs’ chants rise,
From the river to the sea, break the chains, mobilize.
They dropped bombs in the night, turned streets into sand,
But we stand where the lioness chose to make her stand.
Free Palestine… (echo)
**[Bridge]**
Rubble cradles the seeds we plant,
Every tear’s a roadmap, every scar’s a chant.
They stole the land, but the soul’s still intact,
From Jenin to Rafah—*we’re comin’ back.*
**[Verse 3]**
Check the headlines—thousands gone, no names,
Just “collateral” framed in political games.
Mothers clutch dust, cradle phantom cries,
Rich men’s yachts dock where the martyrs died.
But the lioness’s cubs got fire in their veins,
From checkpoints to trenches, they’re rewritin’ the chains.
Resistance ain’t silence when the world turns away,
Every stone’s a verse—*we drill through the fray.*
**[Outro/Chorus Reprise]**
Free Palestine, let the martyrs’ chants rise,
From the river to the sea, break the chains, mobilize.
They dropped bombs in the night, turned streets into sand,
But we stand where the lioness chose to make her stand.
Free Palestine… (echo fade)
*(…we are the storm, we are the land.)*
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